52/365

Emily does Race for Life.

51/365

Another church.

50/365

Billy has hurt his foot. No more swimming in the river for him.

49/365

Molly is working. Calvin is not.

48/365

Photo taking madness.

47/365

We like to look at churches.

46/365

Before picture.

45/365

Day out with Nana, Molly and Emily.

44/365

Nana's here!

43/365

Happy Birthday, Robert.

42/365

What is happening here?

41/365

My view of the TV.

40/365

Anarchy in the UK.

39/365

Haircut

38/365

Semi-stalking Molly on her first official solo trip to the cinema with friends.

37/365

A lone poppy.

36/365

Lizzy and Sam having a shopping and ice cream treat after their exam. I'm only there to deliver money.

35/365

Proof that I am a boring person. I own the most boring coffee cup ever purchased.

34/365

Molly, Abby, and the giant umbrella moments before Molly stabbed herself with it.

33/365

While looking at this picture try to imagine it accompanied by a lengthy convoluted explanation about why Hannah and Molly felt the need to empty the entire contents of the Wendy House out into the middle of the garden. It involved year 7 science exams, studying, charity week and the school fete. And yes, Molly has confirmed her position at the bottom of my hit parade.

32/365

Strawberries are now planted. And still alive

31/365

Emily has been organizing her WI stuff. She's been working really hard. She's very pleased. She doesn't generally do that with her hands, though.

30/365

Bluebell Watch

29/365

A. May. Zing.

28/365

A tiny pixie left his shirt in the laundry for me to wash.

27/365

Sunshine and a breeze.

26/365

I found this when I was cleaning. Emily made it when she was 8 or 9. Looking back, perhaps I should have been more worried.

25/365

Molly's having a clear-out. And a bit of a teenage moment.

24/365

I took Emily grocery shopping today for Essay Hell. I'm not too sure about the Sainsbury Budget bottle of Wine, though!

23/365

So, here's my plan. I'm going to plant these strawberries. Then I'm going to completely forget about them. And let them die. Then sometime in August I'm going to notice them and say 'oh, damn. I totally forgot about those'. Any objections?

22/365

He's still got the touch.